She touched it very carefully, for fear of hurting the woman.

"Does it still hurt...Mom?"

It was said that the woman put her arms into the quilt.

"It's been gone for a long time, and my mother is not a particularly fragile person. Didn't the doctor say it's all right?"

Although the situation was indeed as the woman said, Xiao BuDian still felt pain in his heart, and his little brows were all wrinkled together.

"Be careful mom, this is the fourth time you've fallen down the stairs this month..."

The little boy pursed his lips after finishing speaking, wanting to say more, but he was not good at expressing, and was also afraid that his mother would think that he was meddling and would stop liking him, so he could only hold back his emotions and feel uncomfortable for himself.

Hearing this, the woman's complexion stiffened in vain, her eyes dodged, as if she was avoiding something, and this was something Xiaobudian had never noticed.

But this face only lasted for a moment, and soon the woman returned to normal, and then she also found her restrained emotions from the little boy who bowed his head.

The little one is very well-behaved, obedient, and sensible. She doesn't have any childishness and stillness at all. She has a peaceful and gentle temperament at a young age. I have never met an adult who doesn't like her.

But women know that this is wrong, and being so sensible is just the manifestation of inner scars.

Because the little one was abandoned once.

It is the meaning expressed in the sentence. The little one was adopted by a woman. Her biological parents abandoned her at the gate of a shrine when she was three years old, and then entered the orphanage. It was not until she was four years old that she was adopted by the present family adoption.

But what is strange is that no matter how much she asks, she remains silent about her biological parents, just burying her head, pinching the corner of her clothes, neither losing her temper nor running away, but sometimes curling up

, her arms trembled a little, but she didn't cry either, as if she didn't dare to cry, but also as if she was protecting herself.

Looking at the appearance, people can't bear to ask. After the search failed, they had to let it go until the current family adoption.

Because he didn't have a name, the little boy was named Uriharagi Wanhua.

Tianhe Qiaosheng, Wanhua Changle.

After knowing her past, Urahara Mujiu gave her such a name, hoping that she would not live in the memory all the time, have trouble with herself, and have a future full of flowers.

Uriharamu Wanhua is very good, and she doesn't have any problems that children cause headaches for parents, but Uriharamu Jiu also knows that she still has trauma in her heart.

She is sensitive, fragile, not good at expressing, and under the sensible shell, the real meaning is to please, because she is afraid of being abandoned again, extremely insecure, eager to rely on, but afraid to rely on.

Urihara Mujiu has made a lot of efforts to repair the scars in her heart, but there is still no way to get rid of the trauma that is really nailed into the bone marrow. Although I don't know what she has experienced, it should not be too good.

This cannot be smoothed out in a short period of time, all Urihara Mujiu can do is to protect her with his greatest love.

She rubbed Yuanmu Wanhua's head, and said softly.

"I'll be careful in the future."

It's just that for some reason, when she said this, there was an unconcealable sadness in her eyes.

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The afterglow of dusk fell on the street, Urahara Muku walked towards the store, ready to buy some fruit for his mother.

Although she is still very young, she also has the embryonic form of a gentle and pleasant temperament. Looking at Wenwen quietly, she is also a very iconic beauty embryo.

After all, mother is very gentle, and she also wants to be such a person, so she is naturally influenced by Urahara Mujiu's words and deeds.

Uriharamu Wanhua felt that she was very lucky to meet her mother, which was a life she had never imagined.

A very gentle mother who likes to touch her own head, holds her hand wherever she goes, and often makes herself laugh with jokes that lack a sense of humor, but Uriharagi Wanhua still laughs, not because of the joke itself, but It's the way my mother tries to make herself laugh, she likes it very much.

And Dad, who is very busy, often leaves early and returns late, always feels very tired and angry. Mom said that he is working outside to earn money to support the family. We must be considerate of him.

Although Li Yuanmu Wanhua is a little afraid of him for some inexplicable reason sometimes, and the way his mother gets along with him is also a bit weird, even though Li Yuanmu Wanhua doesn't know what is weird.

But my father will occasionally bring him some dolls, gifts, and small cakes when he comes home. A smile, like a smile that can't smile.

Although I seldom talk, this is because of my personality. My father is actually working hard to get along well with me, wanting to give myself a better life, and sometimes asking me what school I want to go to, and I have been working hard to make money.

So she also likes Dad very much.

When she was walking on the road, she couldn't help but bend her mouth when she thought of the Flowers bloom that her mother often talked about.

Although she still doesn't know exactly what the bond means, it is enough to know that they are always together.

To be a family that will always be together forever.

At this time, Wanhua Satoharagi finally arrived at the store.

The clerk also whistled as if he knew her already.

"Hey, little Wanhua, are you here to buy some fruit again?"

Uriharagi Wanhua nodded quietly: "Well, Mom fell down the stairs, so I'll buy him some fruit."

Hearing this, the clerk's smile suddenly became teasing: "Hahaha."

He seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by the clerk next to him.

Looking at the eyes of the clerk next to him not to meddle in other people's business, he curled his lips and said nothing.

And the phone that prevented him from speaking looked at Log Wanhua's back, and there was some sympathy in his eyes for some reason.

It's just that Uranaki Wanhua didn't see all of this, she just happily picked up the fruit.

This kind of life is so happy, she wants to protect it all the time.

Brulu

It’s time for the long-lost update link. There was no update on the weekend last week, and there is no update on the weekend this week. I owe four chapters, plus the previous total. I don’t remember how much I owe. , Tomorrow, I will turn to the small book and record it to see how much I owe.

Starting from tomorrow, I will slowly make updates, and the update will return to normal. There will be no grumbling for no reason. After all, there is nothing wrong during this period of time, eh! (Forcibly), try to make up the owed changes before the end of the month, and then get full attendance next month!

And new skins will be unlocked soon!Looting Crow!

264. New Neighbors

At sunset, the afterglow of dusk spreads from the sky on the street, drawing people's shadows very long.

Urihara Mu Wanhua was walking on the way home, and when he saw a familiar figure in front of him, he stopped and bowed down to greet him.

"Aunt Saito, good afternoon."

The woman who was being greeted also stopped when she saw her. It is obvious that this little adult greeting is not uncommon, and she replied with a smile.

"Ah, it's Xiao Wanhua. Good afternoon. Did you have a good day today?"

"Thank you for your concern, everything is fine." Li Yuanmu Wanhua said again after finishing speaking.

"Where's Aunt Saito, has the problem of the flower garden not growing smoothly that I mentioned last time been resolved?"

"Ah, that matter has been solved. It turns out that the problem is on the soil. I will..."

Urihara Mu Wanhua just held the plastic bag containing the fruit in both hands and put it in front of him, with a look on his face that the original problem was here, and would say a few words from time to time. Although the age difference between the two is huge, the current The state of getting along is as if acquainted housewives stop to chat after meeting on the street.

It's not that Saito is agreeing with her, but that Uriharaki Wanhua is precocious, and his speech and conversation are very decent, and he doesn't feel like imitating an adult. Of course, it doesn't mean that she is very mature, but it is very natural, no Deliberately, is to treat you as a close elder.

Chatting with such a sensible and intelligent junior is different from chatting with a brat who can't communicate and just knows how to play.

After a few minutes, the two waved each other goodbye.

"Then I'll go first, little Wanhua, be careful on the road, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow, Aunt Saito."

After that, Uraharaki Wanhua would meet passers-by from time to time, and would greet them and call them by their names.

And the people who are being greeted will also stop and chat with a smile. They have already known this smart little girl who greets them when they see them, and they like it very much. Talking about other people's children.

This neighborhood was originally a real estate area under Baihechuan, and the people who live here are basically the more ordinary marginal members who work in the ethnic group industry. There is nothing special about it, but it is also the grassroots for the smooth operation of the family, so everyone also We all know each other well and help each other out.

Even though Uriharamu Wanhua was adopted, since he can pass the family's approval procedures, he is also a member of Baihechuan, even though he is very common, and the surname Uriharamu is not a separate family.

The members of the ethnic group under the surname of Baihechuan are not all branch families. Relatively speaking, the branch families are only a small part. Each of them holds important positions and is in charge of an important institution in the behemoth of Baihechuan.

There are only a few surnames in the branch family, and those who occupy the vast majority of Baihechuan are ordinary surnames like Uraharamu. This area is also populated by such people.

After bidding farewell to another aunt and getting a new gift, the plastic bags in Wanhua Uriharaki’s hands were already full, such as udon noodles, seaweed, tempura, they were not precious, they were all those aunts Daily things to send before leaving.

Turning a street and approaching the front and back of his own house, Urihara Mu Wanhua saw a pickup truck full of furniture parked in front of the house next door that had been vacant for several months.

Is it a new neighbor who moved here? Let's take some time to visit.

Uranaki Wanhua thought so, and then walked into his house and opened the door.

"Mom, I'm back, I bought an apple, do you want to eat it now?"

After hearing the voice, Urahara Muku stuck his head out from the kitchen and smiled.

"Then can you wash it and freeze it in the refrigerator? Mom is preparing dinner for dinner. I will eat it later. Frozen apples are my favorite!"

Li Yuanmu Wanhua put down the plastic bag, took out an apple from a pile of gifts, and nodded: "Well, then mom, remember to eat, otherwise it will hurt your teeth if you freeze for a long time."

"Okay." At this time, Yuan Mujiu had already returned to the kitchen, was chopping vegetables, remembered something, and shouted back.

"By the way, Dad will come back tonight, remember to put the new newspaper delivered today on the table."

Li Yuanmu Wanhua was a little happy when he heard the words. Dad is coming back tonight. He hasn't been home for more than a week. He doesn't know what he will bring him this time.

She touched the other pink hairpin on her bangs, which was given to her by her father last time when she came home.

Dad is very busy at work and often travels on business, or just sleeps in the company, but if he is on a business trip, he will bring himself some small local gifts every time he goes home.

Yuanmu Wanhua looks forward to it every time.

Time passed slowly like this, Li Yuanmu Wanhua washed the apples and frozen them in the refrigerator, put newspapers on the table, sat on the sofa, held his face in his hands, looked at the door, and looked forward to it.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

"It's Dad!"

Urihara Mu Wanhua thought so, he got up and walked quickly to open the door.

The door opened, and there was an unknown woman standing in front of the door, Uriharamu Wanhua subconsciously felt a little disappointed.

This is Urahara Mujiu also came out of the kitchen, she wiped her hands with a towel.

The woman holds the gift box in her hand and smiles.

"Excuse me. My name is Fuyuko Nakai. From now on, I will always live next door. Please take care of me."

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